My daughter is half princess
My daughter is half princess,
half tiny menace…she’ll twirl like she’s in her own little fairytale
then climb something and jump right off of it
one second she’s kissing her baby dolls goodnight
the next they’re being dragged through the house
like they’ve got somewhere to be
barefoot, always moving
always into something
always one step ahead of me
sweet voice, wild spirit
soft hands, zero fear
she’s not one or the other
she’s both
all at once
and somehow…
the chaos
and the sweetness
fit together perfectly
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